I had known about my ten year high school reunion for a couple of months. I wasn't going to go, but then two weeks ago I received a phone call. They asked me to go. I have this problem. I have a really hard time telling people "no". So, I said I would be there.
I had two weeks to prepare. I tried eating really healthy, running, and biking. I gained 4 pounds the first week. Great. Just great.
I looked in my sad little closet for something cute to wear. Came up empty handed. I probably could have found something I wore in high school ten years ago. Now, that is just wrong. So,
luckily, my rich, trendy, sister came to my rescue and borrowed me some way cute
capris and a shirt.
I secretly hope she doesn't want them back.I had recently gotten my hair done
(layered--ha ha) so I was okay in that area and just prayed for a good hair day.
Then, I decided Thursday to treat myself to one of my favorite things in the world and get a pedicure. I couldn't understand the Asian lady as she was talking to me about "
Mikah Yaha da yinga" (Michael Jackson, the singer) who had died that day and hoped she wouldn't chop my foot off for being such a dork. I also splurged and had her wax my eyebrows for my first time ever and I think I am hooked. They look pretty good.
So, Saturday was the big day. I got all ready and felt pretty good. Ry was super excited too! ;) It was actually quite fun and it was fun to visit with some old friends. There were a few losers and you could totally tell who had gotten new boobs. That was funny! The food was
delish and I am glad I went. Ry even had a good time. It was so silly to worry so much, but it was fun to get all beautified and feel good. I think I need to do that more often! I realized that I am satisfied with what I have done in the past ten years with college, career choice, getting married to Ry, and having my boys. I am far from perfect, but happy and that's what matters!